We agreed this city was like a morgue
You said we should liven things up around here
This is red when paint the walls with fire and pools of cream
This is my mouth with sharp silver teeth and our implausible dream
These are the blues when sung to you by blue lips the likes you've never seen
Will the smoke leave us time?
Or has someone extinguished your fire?
Maybe you'd rather be left behind?
This is how it sells when there is no product in the store
This is how we enter when there are no handles on the door
This is sleep when they remove the warmth from our little house
This is how you glow burning there as quiet as a mouse
You said we should liven things up around here
This is my mouth with sharp silver teeth and our implausible dream
These are the blues when sung to you by blue lips the likes you've never seen
Or has someone extinguished your fire?
Maybe you'd rather be left behind?
This is how we enter when there are no handles on the door
This is sleep when they remove the warmth from our little house
This is how you glow burning there as quiet as a mouse
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these are totally wrong.
How do you know? There is no lyrics released yet.
Listen to the song. You can decipher half of the drunken slurs he sings. It's not too hard.
this is red when we paint for awhile with a fireplace of cream. this is my mouth with sharp silver teeth and our implausible dream. these are the pews we've sunk to your bible lips like you've never seen. we're smoking the sun as it showers its signature fire. (look, but don't leave us behind) THIS is how it feels when there is no product in the store. THIS is how it hits on a dime with handles on the door. THIS is sleep with every move or walk from our little house. THIS IS HOW YOU GO PRETTY THERE AS QUIET AS A MOUSE.
femmesofrussia where did you get those lyrics from???
the song. the rest i couldn't decipher.
From the CD booklet
We agreed this city was like a morgue You said we should liven things up around here
This is red when paint the walls with fire and pools of cream This is my mouth with sharp silver teeth and our implausible dream These are the blues when sung to you by blue lips the likes you've never seen
Will the smoke leave us time? Or has someone extinguished your fire? Maybe you'd rather be left behind?
This is how it sells when there is no product in the store This is how we enter when there are no handles on the door This is sleep when they remove the warmth from our little house This is how you glow burning there as quiet as a mouse
i love that this song has no screaming, but it's still 100 percent daughters.
A friend of mine got me into Daughters and this song makes me cum